09-11-2025, 09:08 PM
This is on me kind of heavy and I am trying to have a good time so I just want to get it off of my chest. If you are a hater, normally I wouldn't say this but please step off. This is tough stuff for me to talk about.
My best friend and I both lost a parent at a very young age and we were talking at dinner about how sad we are for Mr. Kirk's little children.
The thing about being so young is that you never really know your parent and that is something that makes kind of an empty space inside you because you just endlessly wonder. At least I do. I have a few memories of my mom and they're all good, and I wish I knew her, but I never can. I have read her journals and her handwriting is exactly like mine and her words sound exactly like mine, her life had so many parallels to mine that I did not even understand until I was grown up.
I wish I could talk to her. I look at pictures of her and see myself in her gigantic beaming smile and think...........this woman would have been my best friend. Why did this happen?
People can tell me stories about her and I listen and I may laugh, but inside I am thinking...........I wish I knew her.
His children will have to deal with all of these feelings plus so much more than I can even imagine and my heart hurts for them so much.
They will have so many videos and content to see their dad and wonder. And wish. And it will never go away. And probably have to read and hear so many just horribly hateful things about a man they will wish they knew. I can't even imagine what it would be like to see people seeming to be happy at the death of my mother. That would probably destroy me and so I just hope really that these kids have so much support. All the love in the world.
Stop ruining my vacation, feelings. Stfu.
My best friend and I both lost a parent at a very young age and we were talking at dinner about how sad we are for Mr. Kirk's little children.
The thing about being so young is that you never really know your parent and that is something that makes kind of an empty space inside you because you just endlessly wonder. At least I do. I have a few memories of my mom and they're all good, and I wish I knew her, but I never can. I have read her journals and her handwriting is exactly like mine and her words sound exactly like mine, her life had so many parallels to mine that I did not even understand until I was grown up.
I wish I could talk to her. I look at pictures of her and see myself in her gigantic beaming smile and think...........this woman would have been my best friend. Why did this happen?
People can tell me stories about her and I listen and I may laugh, but inside I am thinking...........I wish I knew her.
His children will have to deal with all of these feelings plus so much more than I can even imagine and my heart hurts for them so much.
They will have so many videos and content to see their dad and wonder. And wish. And it will never go away. And probably have to read and hear so many just horribly hateful things about a man they will wish they knew. I can't even imagine what it would be like to see people seeming to be happy at the death of my mother. That would probably destroy me and so I just hope really that these kids have so much support. All the love in the world.
Stop ruining my vacation, feelings. Stfu.



